By morning all the preparations had been made, servants carefully packing up the trunks into the carriage. It was a large, lumbering carriage, drawn by twice as many horses.
Dulce was waiting for everyone to board the carriage before he did, only to be pulled into the carriage by Ruoxi to be seated next to him, Caedos going in next.
The others sat on the opposite bench, the carriage moving without preamble. Amelia and the old butler stood at the gates to see them off, with hopes that the master would return soon.
"Fortunately, Hurwell is only a few days away," Dulce spoke up, having learnt some useful information about their trip as he went through his estate. "And the journey by ship is going to take a little over two weeks."
Asael looked out the window at that, the journey was essentially a countdown to when he had to leave.
By the time the carriage stopped to rest for the night, they were almost out of Marlen, the carriage leaving the capital by the second day.
